SWRPF Archive :: A Galaxy Divided :: Advent of the Force ::

GM OOC: Nick: She is now. Edited last post to conform. It's what I meant to have originally, but I have bad memory.

All: I like how responsive and active all the players are. I have a feeling this RP will do well.

Just know that I won't be able to post during the majority of the day (EST) for a while; however, I have vacation starting this up-coming Friday, lasting until the 31st. So be prepared for a post-frenzy, if you can.

But until then, and for a majority of the time afterwards 'til summer, I can't post 'til the afternoon (EST).

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IC: Major Datsuo
[i]Outside of Beggar's Canyon[/i]

?What about my own ship?? asked the Ebranite. Datsuo stopped and looked back at him.

"An Alliance man is going to pilot your shuttle and'll meet us at Mon Calamari. You're going to immerse yourself in bacta while we're in hyperspace; those wounds'll get awfully nasty if they don't heal properly."

TAG: NickLitYouAFlame

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IC: Shal Urla
[i]The Temple of Voryl, Jabhour[/i]

"I agree, this galaxy is so often ripe with battle. And to think that I'm missing out and out of practice is a terrible shame on my behalf."

"Well then," Shal said, taking a step forward, "Until we launch our assault on Dantooine, you'll have to settle for-"

Shal quickly and precisely pulled off her lightsaber and ignited, its orange blade illuminating the darkness just beyond the natural 'spotlight,' and charged, weapon raised high...

"[b][i]This![/i][/b]"

TAG: Sheogorath

 

IC: Dennis Ogawa
On board Scrapyard In Naboo system

"Did he just say he was going too-"

"Yes!" J-5 interrupted Dennis, managing to appear frantic, the lights of his eyes glowing brighter.

"Crapcrapcrap..." Putting some stress onto his sublight engines Dennis darted the Scrapyard foreward. "Well, on the bright side this is what the HWK-290 was designed for, right?"

"Less talk more survival." The 'droid commanded, getting the ship's shields up and warming the meager weapons it possessed. "Great, how did WE get into a firefight with the Empire!?" J-5 demanded.

"Because they're a bunch of nerf herders with sever social issues?" The young man offered, jerking the Scrapyard to the sides, trying to strafe as best he could and avoid getting into direct lines of fire. "Think they'll accept an apology?"

TAG: Burning_Endor

 

IC: Admiral Samantha Morgan

Samantha hated waiting, and this was a waiting game. After finding the Alliance it wasn't hard to join. They tended to like captains and Admirals that defected to them with ships, espishaly the ninteen kilometer Executer class-Star Destroyer that Samantha had brought with her.
And now she was waiting above an abandoned planet out in the middle of nowhere for some supposed Jedi to make contact with her. She sighed. Jedi were trouble, and if they put her or her crew in jeopardy they better be worth it or she would make sure they regretted it.
The turbolift stopped, and she got out. The corridor was alive with personnel going about their normal routines, and only the presence of their Admiral interrupted them as they stopped to salute.
She returned the salutes, and couldn't help feeling a sense of remorse for her mentor. Drommel had been a great man before his own mind had betrayed him with thoughts of paranoia.
Samantha missed him.
She approached the main Officers Rec room. The computer had said that this is were Vanile Lash was. She keyed the door, and entered.

Tag: NancyAllan

OOC: Nancy I did know if you were sill working out or not so I assumed you were.

 

IC: Yuul Renoya

Yuul nodded in agreement to his older sibling Yal before replying somewhat lightly, in a way clearly meant for humour. "I know, I know, no back seat driving please bro'." Yuul banked the small craft about, circling the the planet to be able to pull up on the oposite side of the world.

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Of Aikyan Firth outside Beggar?s Canyon

Aikyan nodded slowly, to avoid upsetting his head. Just thinking, was giving him a headache, but he still managed to reply.

?Right-o, Admiral. But, what exactly are my wounds? I can?t very well see the back of my own head, can I??

Aikyan took the moment between responses, to get a good look at the Admiral. He blinked and nearly dropped his jaw. Hidden behind the masculinity that came from being a female soldier, lay the most beautiful pair of eyes. They gave compliment to just as fair a face.

Aikyan stood straighter and waited intently for the response of the gorgeous Twi?lek.

Tag - Endor

OOC: Just for everyone?s reference, when he is speaking Basic, Aikyan has a British type drawl. That?s a fun fact, if you will, to give you a better grasp of my character.

 

IC: Vanile Lash
Onboard Guardian, orbiting Korriban

Well this was unexpected. Here I was running thoughts through my head as to what visitors I might expect, or maybe pay that kid Urias a visit, when who should walk in but an admiral? I didn't see that at first of course, being otherwise occupied with sweeping the bottom of the bag, using a hand to balance when the door chimed. Looking up as one does to see who it was I pull myself up to my feet with only a sports bra I was training in.
Ah it's a woman. That made things less...interesting, that it wasn't some old man who had been promoted out of the field and stuck behind a desk. They probably hadn't even seen a woman in years, before I reminded myself this isn't the Empire. Though she could certainly have served them. Using an arm to wipe sweat from my face recognition settled in as I saw the stars indicating she was a general, no, an admiral. Samantha Morgan was in command of the Guardian, even though I reported to a different chain of command.
"Admiral." I stood up straight, giving a formal salute, remembering to make it the navy style rather than army. What was she doing here?

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IC: Yal Renoya

He gently chuckled at his brothers comment and watched him pilot as he finally got contact with the Guardian. Then he hit the comms officer... "So who are you again" The comms officer asked for the fourth time... This got Yal angry.

"JUST PUT ME THROUGH TO YOUR FRACKING COMMANDER" Yal hated this... All he wanted to convey was a simple warning... Saying there was a chance they would be flying in with a tail of a Carrack... But noooooooooo being a jedi made things complicated... Couldn't state who you really where or anything.

Of course his yelling ment he finally would get through to the person in charge. A small beeping immited from Admiral Samantha Morgan's waist. "Admiral could you please come to the comms office?"

Hearing this being conveyed Yal flopped down onto the floor with a sigh of releif "Being us stinks" he muttered to his brothers.

Tag: Yuul, Wolf, Samantha Morgan.

 

IC: Admiral Samantha Morgan
Onboard Guardian, Orbiting Korriban
Main Officers Recreation Room

?Admiral.? Vanile Lash snapped to attention and saluted. Samantha returned the salute. She noted that Lash had saluted like a proper Fleet Officer and not the hopeless ground pounder her file said she was.
?At ease, Lash.? Samantha didn?t even know Lash?s rank. She had been placed here by the Alliance Provisional Council with her own mission, and the Guardian was only providing transport.
Samantha noticed the slightly confused ?Why is she here? look. It wasn?t the first time she had seen it when entering a room.
?I wanted to make sure you were settling in alright.?
Samantha looked at the bag that Lash had been punishing. She remembered reading that Lash was an expert hand-to-hand fighter. She looked over at the other man in the room. Urias was sitting on a bench rubbing his head. He was one of the best on the Guardian, and she seemed to have thrashed him pretty good.
?Seems like your pretty good.? She motion towards Urias, and took off her jacket. She was off duty and could use the exercise. ?You up to a match??
Samantha?s comlink beeped.
"Admiral could you please come to the comms office?"
Samantha clicked her comlink on.
?What do you have Ensign??
The Ensign on duty in the comm. Office cleared his throat.
?I have an active hypercomm transmission. He is insisting on talking to you, but refuses to identify himself. The trace suggest that the transmission is from Naboo. I was going to terminate the link??
Samantha interrupted him. The Guardian was in the middle of nowhere orbiting a forgotten planet, only the Alliance and their Jedi contacts knew where they were.
?Negative Ensign. Keep the transmission open. I?ll be there in a minute.?
She turned to Lash.
?My apologies, duty calls. Maybe another time.?
Samantha grabbed her jacket and made for the comm. Office.

Samantha walked in to the comm. Office just off the bridge. The Ensign that called her saluted. She returned it.
?Put him on Ensign.?
The comm. crackled as the Ensign engaged the microphone for her.
?This is Admiral Morgan.?

Tag: Jedi of Darkness

 

IC: Yal Renoya

"Next time could you please create a codeword admiral?" Was Yal's opening sentance as he stood up from the ground.

"We're having a little difficulty exiting hyperspace... It seems that an Imperial Carrack has decided we would be a tasty tasty treat... So there's a chance we'll be coming in hot." He rubbed at the back of his neck as he sighed lightly glancing at his two brothers.

"Just make sure you're ready to jump as soon as we're in the system... I don't even care if it's a blind jump. Yes I know we're troublesome... But trust me we are worth it Admiral." Yal couldn't help but smirk on the visual link, standing there and waiting for the reply.

Tag: Darth_Allana

 

IC: Admiral Samantha Morgan
Onboard Guardian, Orbiting Korriban
Comm. Office at the rear of the Bridge

"Next time could you please create a codeword admiral?" The voice, obviously male, sounded a bit frustrated.
?I would have been glad to accommodate you if I had had any say in the matter. What is your position and status??
Samantha was sure this was their contact. She listened as he replied.
"We're having a little difficulty exiting hyperspace... It seems that an Imperial Carrack has decided we would be a tasty tasty treat... So there's a chance we'll be coming in hot."
Samantha nodded even though it was an audio only transmission.
?Just one Carrack? No escorts or bigger destroyers??
She motioned for her XO to come over.
"Just make sure you're ready to jump as soon as we're in the system... I don't even care if it's a blind jump. Yes I know we're troublesome... But trust me we are worth it Admiral."
Samantha snorted. One Carrack cruiser was no threat to the Guardian.
?Just make sure you are as vital as you say, and let me worry about troublesome Imperial ships.?
Samantha?s XO, Captain Ace Masters, appeared at her side. ?Captain deploy a fighter screen to escort our guests in, and bring the shields to maximum, and charge the turbolaser batteries.?
"Yes Admiral."

----------------view from space-------------
Two squadrons of X-wing fighters exit the Super Star Destroyer's main hanger, and take up position ready to escort in the transport.

Tag: Jedi of Darkness, Yuul, Radiance
OOC: JoD Just FYI. Communication is impossible in hyperspace. You're completely blind, its why ships run on timers in hyperspace.

 

OOC: Aye but neither ship is in hyper space yet.

IC: Yal Renoya

Yal sighed rubbing at the back of his neck before letting out a little laugh.

"As much as you might think one Carrack is nothing if we hadn't of warned you then you would be rather pissed no?"

As Yal spoke he watched his brother pilot "We should be fine... They shouldn't be able to track us but just a small warning"

Nodding to make the hyperspace jump Yal said one final sentance before cutting the communication.

"We'll be there soon... Just don't be too suprised if this single Carrack manages to drag the entire Imperial fleet with it... Usually how our luck pans out"

Tag: Darth_Allana and Jedi

 

IC: Yuul Renoya

Yuul nodded upon seeing his brother's signal and pulled the level. The ship stopped for a moment, the stars elongated into streaks and they jumped into the swirl that was hyperspace.

"Any idea if we will be finding a imperial fleet on our tails when we exit?"

Tag: Jedi, D_A

 

IC: Yal Renoya

Yal looked down at Yuul and smirked pulling a coin out of his pocket "Heads" he then flipped the coin, watching it, purposely making it land on it's side.

"Nope... That's of no help" He couldn't help but smirk at his own foolishness. "Probably not but... We really are unlucky some days."

Yal sat down glancing and waiting for Wolf to come back. He knew Wolf was fine, but still, it was awefully quiet. He sat there watching the stars fly by in silence now, contemplating as he waited for them to exit from hyperspace... Which was a few hours yet.

Tag: Yuul, Wolf.

 

IC: Yuul Renoya

Yuul looked with a raised eyebrow at his brother that somehow looked comical. "You should have said tails for thats exactly what they would be riding down if they pop out behind us."

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IC: Yal Renoya

Yal chuckled gently "True enough" he watched them fly through hyperspace. The trio emerging out of it about an hour later. Glancing between his brothers Yal sighed "Alright then lead us in" He nodded to Yuul. They had a pretty little escort sitting there waiting for them.

Fortunately for all involved, the Imperial Carrack had not followed... As of yet. They would dock with the Guardian without any problems what so ever.

Tag: Darth_Allan, Wolf, Yuul

 

IC: Admiral Samantha Morgan
Onboard Guardian, Orbiting Korriban
Bridge

?Admiral, A transport just dropped out of hyperspace bearing one-two-nine mark two-oh-one. Its transponder identifies as Transport DeltaV-2.?
Samantha came forward to look at the Lieutenant?s screen.
?Tag it as Alpha-one and designate it friendly. Have Blue squadron escort it in, and tell gray squadron to provide a fighter screen in case something nasty comes out of hyperspace behind it.?


Tag: Jedi of Darkness, Radiance, Yuul, Burning_Endor

 

IC: Yal Renoya

Yal watched as their fight escort guided them in, then slowly walked out of the transport once it had finally docked with a sigh of releif. Stepping into the hanger Yal glanced around, expecting a rather... luke warm welcoming commity.

Streatching out he glanced around. Checking out the Admiral before sighing lightly "Admiral Samantha Morgan I take it?" He rubbed at the back of his head, he always did when he was annoyed, or nervous. His brothers knew it too... Picked on him somewhat about it aswell.

"I'm Yal... This is Yuul and that one over there is Wolf" He said pointing to his two brothers as was needed.

"So whens the tour?" He asked with a smirk. He was teasing and jesting with her, seeing how much of a stickler for discipline amongst the ranks she was.

Tag: Darth Allana, Yuul Wolf

 

IC: Admiral Samantha Morgan
Onboard Guardian, Orbiting Korriban
Main Hanger

"I'm Yal... This is Yuul and that one over there is Wolf" The man pointed to the two others with him.
Samantha nodded to each in turn.
"So when?s the tour?" He had a smirk on his face.
Samantha got the distinct impression that diplomacy was not his strong suit.
?Oh. My apologies. Let me ring for the bellhop.?
It was hard to miss the sarcasm in her voice.
Samantha?s comlink chirped.
?Admiral. We?ve got company. A Carrack-Class frigate just dropped out of hyperspace.?
She grabbed the device from her belt.
?I am on my way. Recall gray squadron and plot a hyperjump I want to be gone before any of his friends show up. If he engages us or our fighters return fire, otherwise leave him be.?
She turned to the three men.
?Gentlemen, this way please.?

Tag: Jedi of Darkness, Radiance, Yuul, Burning_Endor

 

IC: Vanile Lash
Onboard Guardian, orbiting Korriban

I raised an eye at Admiral Morgan as she left. Who was she kidding? I guess competition fighting holovids weren't her thing, otherwise she'd have known how much I could have hurt her. I've hardly ever refused an order, even way back when my Stormtrooper division were split up and one group, not mine, were sent out by ISB. Best not to think about that. But for her sake I would have probably turned her down. With all due respect to the brass if I even get beat by a flag officer then it'll be time for me to retire. Urias was looking on, probably getting an eyeful, but that wasn't his problem. No, thinking back to the way he fought his problem was he thought too much rather than just react, and most people in the military arn't keyed up on feints and stalls. I used enough of them on him to know he wasn't prepared, basically you bring your leg up for a kick but pause before letting fly. That upsets their rhythm as they anticipate wrongly. That's especially true if they actually use a block move, they do that and they're mine. I pulled the shirt back on and went over to the pup.
"Hey kid," I said to him, "you doing okay?" I motioned for him to follow. "Here, c'mere, I wanna show you something."

 

IC: Wolf Renoya
Onboard the Guardian

Wolf had remained quiet the entire trip through hyperspace, as was his custom. Instead of walking back to the cockpit he had plopped down back in his chair and continued listening to music. He entered into his general state of wandering mindlesness.

If we see any imperials again it will be only too soon. I wonder where this will lead. If that cruiser follows us we may have trouble.

After a few hours of hyperspace travel, Wolf sat up and moved to sit back in the cockpit on the floor in the doorway. They reverted and were escorted into a much larger ship.

Oh look... results. How nice.

Wolf gathered his jacket and slipped it over his shoulder before stuffing his hands into his pockets.

He left the ship and walked down the ramp with his brothers. He didn't take in the people immediately. Instead his eyes searched the large hangar.

Yal introduced them and he made no note of whom his brother was talking to. He looked down as his name was called and was about to nod when he stopped, staring at the Admiral.

......Wow......

His coat slipped off of his shoulder and fell to the floor and Wolf continued to stare with his hands in his pockets.

The Admirals com beeped and they recieved news of unwanted company.

Wolf finally broke contact with the Admiral and blinked in surprise.

?Gentlemen, this way please.?

He looked around slightly dazed, then realized his coat was on the floor. He picked it up and trailed after the group slowly.

tag. all in the hangar.

 

IC: Yuul Renoya

Yuul Followed the apparent admiral along with his siblings, reaching out with his senses in the unlikely event of a trap.

?Gentlemen, this way please.?

Yuul nodded, proceeding forward yet cautious. This was more Yal's job, the whole leader role. Yuul had never wanted it, content to be the one that lightened the modd as well as the force oriented one in the group.

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IC: Sindri

Sindri swung out his Lightsaber cane and ignited his own weapon and went on the defensive. The two blades met with a loud flash, Sindri composed himself and began to cycle the Neti.

"Dantooine you say?"

he said keeping his eyes firmly focused on Shal. "What a perfect chance to restart the search." Once he finished speaking he quickly lunged at Shal hoping to catch her off balance.

TAG: Burning_Endor

 

GM OOC: Nick: The Twi'lek is a Major, not an Admiral. A typo or discrepancy, I guess?

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IC: Captain Harrison Lloyd
[i]Oboard[/i] Scourge, [i]Orbiting Naboo[/i]

"Iverson, keep them in the gunnery station's sights!" Harrison bellowed, watching the HWK-model ship practicaly dance around all their weapons fire.

"I'm trying, sir! They're almost too fast for our targeting computers!" The young ensign returned.

Harrison's eyes narrowed to slits. [i]If I ever find out who installed those illegal upgrades to those sublight engines, Ii'll slit his throat with my own vibroknife.[/i]

TAG: Gosai2

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IC: Major Datsuo
[i]Outside of Beggar's Canyon, Tatooine[/i]

The Ebranite was checking her out. She should have rolled her eyes. However, beyond her professionalism something about him made her want to take him as her own. But she was a soldier.

"I'd rather not tell you the many internal injuries I found on your thick skull and beyond, kid. A surgeon'll patch up the exterior damage - just a few scrapes and bruises - but Bacta needs to flow through your body, heal it, and purge all of the pathogenic organisms inside your... body."

Datsuo was beginning to lose her composure. [i]You're a soldier, girl, not a lover. Get it together.[/i]

"Come on; the transport awaits."

TAG: NickLitYouAFlame

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IC: Shal Urla
[i]The Temple of the Voryl, Jabhour[/i]

"Nice try..."

Shal brought her blade sideways, meeting Sindri's blade on its side. Slowly, she began to force the blade downwards until and began to speak.

"You know, we really need to study the Force a bit more. There's things we... haven't done. Haven't learnt. Haven't yet begun understand about the Force..."

She closed her eyes for a second and reached out through the Force...

"Here's something I discovered on my own!" At that black flames began to engulf her organic arm. However they didn't burn her, for they were of the darkside, as was she. They were harmonious.

She backflipped into the shadows. The flames of the darkside, however, didn't light up the shadows. Only made them darker.

From the darkness, a black flame poured onto the ground and slowly began to encircle Sindri.

Exhaustion, however, was beginning to set in on Shal. [i]Fast[/i].

TAG: Sheogorath.

 

IC: Dennis Ogawa
On board Scrapyard, Orbiting Naboo

Dennis was jerking his controls all over the place, keeping his patterns as erratic as possible to avoid anyond finding a repeat and hitting him by surprise. "J-5! Get the hyperdrive running and send us out of here, I don't care where we go!"

"Fine. And why don't you try...I dunno...SHOOTING them!?" The 'droid inquired with more than a hint of frustration.

"Yeah, shoot at some Imperials. Maybe because I don't feel like having a bounty on my head?" He shot back, jerking the Scrapyard quickly up, relative to the plane of battle. "Did we ever install that Ion cannon?" He asked suddenly, sending the Scrapyard into a twist and descending again.

"I think so..." The 'droid responded, sounding busy. "which may be good...the Hyperdrive is giving me some problems..."

TAG: Burning_Endor

 

Of Aikyan Firth outside Beggar?s Canyon

Aikyan smiled brightly at the Major?s harmonious voice. Her words amused him and he made no attempt to stifle a small chuckle. Despite the obvious seriousness of Aikyan?s wounds, he was feeling light-hearted.

"Come on; the transport awaits."

Aikyan nodded and strode out to catch Datsuo. When he was beside her he glanced over and held one of his six hands out.

?After you, Major.?

Tag - Endor